"He sighed, looked down at the magazine that lay on his desk-and heard another scream. As before, it was distant and brief, but this time it sounded like a man's voice. It wasn't merely a shriek of excitement or even a cry of alarm; it was the sound of terror."
Chap. 1, p. 10

"'He's dead. he can't hurt me. There's no reason to be so scared of him. It's wrong to give into irrational fears. It's wrong to be weak and stupid. A person should face up to fears like that,' Lisa insisted. 'Facing up to them is the only way to get over them, right? So I decided to face up to this.'"
Chap. 5, p. 33

"There are silences and silences. No one of them is quite like another. There is the silence of death, found in tombs and deserted graveyards and in the cold-storage room in...